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Sunday Tears

                                                                  

 

Such holiness we have never known,

As the holiness we feel

Baptizing our eyes

With tears of happy rapture,

Which you and I, dearest Linda,

Communing heart by heart, in a second-row pew,

Set loose, in this stained-glass refuge

Of complete harmony and peace,

By making consummately bare

The incomplete souls we bring to this worship service,

In hope of finding an opening, a path, together,

To the beckoning source of our tears,

The realm of sheer holiness,

Which will know us by our exaltation.

 

 

 

                               

 

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